Novel & Cerita Is Colby Brock A Dad

“This man was an investigator for the kingdom.” I sucked in a sharp breath. “Cynthia. Tell us the truth,” Dad said. Mom narrowed her eyes at me. “Do you really have the projection ability?” “Of course not,” I said quickly. “I… wouldn’t have that kind of power…” They seemed all-too-willing to accept my weakness. “So he was likely lying about everything, then,” Dad said to Mom. But Mom said, “I’m not so sure.” She stepped closer to me. “Cynthia.”

“I’ll make room for you.” She gave him one last wink before going out the door to help Maggie find her swimsuit. Wyatt leaned back and put his hands behind his head. Being a single dad had never been the plan. He would never forget Caroline as long as he lived, but he knew that with Lily around, his family would be whole once more.

We descended into a luxurious underground chamber, the air thick with cigar smoke and tension. A figure emerged from the shadows, his eyes piercing as he gazed at me. "Welcome, Veronica," he said, his voice dripping with an unsettling warmth. "I'm De Vince, Bruno's father. We've heard a lot about you." My heart raced as I realized the gravity of this moment, the secrets that were about to be revealed, and the consequences that would follow. My stepdad eyes seemed to bore into my soul, as if sizing me up and calculating my worth. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he gestured for us to sit. Bruno's hand tightened around mine, a reassuring squeeze that gave me the courage to face whatever wa

I asked as I set Kristen down and unlocked the door. “Getting breakfast.” Penny said quietly. I knew she was always nervous or scared around me. I could smell it. She was intimidated by me but it was never my problem to worry about. That was part of being an alpha. Plus, Kristen found that part sexy. “Tell me what happened!” Kristen demanded as she limped into the room. “It was a fucking shit show.” Colt shook his head. Since he was still covered in blood, he stayed standing. “Did you ever know that my dad had a brother?” I started, looking only at Kristen.

he asks me. Gasping I sit back in my chair. My father went for the attack rather suddenly. “I’m sorry Kate, but I don’t think you are thinking this through. Frankly, I am amazed that Colby accepts your relationship with Drake,” he murmurs. “My relationship is a friendship, father; you’re muddying the waters to deflect this conversation off of you,” I say to him angrily.

Finally, my father broke the silence, his voice brimming with fury, "What is Brock doing here, and why is he involved in our family affairs?" I slammed my fist on the table, fury coursing through my veins, and retorted, "Dad! Enough of this charade! You know that Brock is my mate. You allowed him to carry me into the hospital, and you let him stay by my side. Don't pretend that his presence here comes as a shock. You know full well that he is my mate, even though I never told you!" Dad’s gaze flickered between Brock and me, his eyebrows raising so high they seemed ready to disappear into his hairline. For a second, I thought I saw a crack in his tough exterior, a hint of an amused smirk as h

Brittany said. Cole walked into his study room with a serious look on his face Naya, Boris and Sean sat down in a form of a circle wondering why he had assembled them there. “Cole? What’s happening?” Naya was the first to break the silence. “Dad is down with a stroke but that’s not even the worst part,” Cole said emotionally. “What is it then?” Naya asked. “Pietro came to ask Bre to take care of Dad for a fee,” Cole said.

My dad doesn't play about me, and I don't want anything bad to happen to Coby. “Alright, just look for someone else, maybe a colleague at work or something.” I nodded and rushed upstairs to get ready. It wasn't hard to get a colleague to agree to go with me. Remember the one I was flirting with then? I asked him and he was excited. I knew of that event very well, it just seemed to slip past my mind these last couple of days. I think dad was trying to strike a deal with Dane, but he didn't agree and said it wasn't ready yet, that they needed more time to plan it or something of that sort.

I wonder which pack he’s poised to take over. “Though I think he’ll miss me more than I’ll miss him,” Casey continues, elbowing Brock playfully. He tosses her a smirk but doesn’t say anything. He’s a man of few words. “Which pack?” Vienna pipes up. “Riverton,” Brock supplies. “Oh!” Vienna seems excited. “That’s my pack! Alpha Rowe must be your dad, then?” “Yep.” There’s a pause, but Brock doesn’t elaborate. “I didn’t know he was stepping down. That’s exciting for you, though!” Vienna’s a little too chipper, and Brock looks annoyed.

I pleaded. "He was. He was our brother until he ruined everything with his own hands," Matteo let out, firm and resolute. "Now, all he is to us is an enemy that needs to be killed before he causes any more damage to anyone else." "He did not do anything! Stop trying to make fucking excuses. If you want his properties, then just take it. No one's going to say anything to you," I was desperate to save my dad. "Just admit that you two are so fucking greedy that you're willing to kill your own brother!"